Wake up late for work
Slept through my alarm, bird chirps, church bells
Kind of funny when you're living in hell
Welcome to my life
They say it's a gamble why roll the dice
So I work at Walmart sell gas market price
Sun burns under fluorescent lights
But I'm still late for work
Put the pedal to the floor
Quick through the door at a quarter til four
Supposed to be here bout an hour before
But this bed-head deadbeat
Was wrapped up in bedsheets
And snoring on his bedroom floor
Half awake thinkin life's a bore and
What the hell did I wake up for
There's gotta be more
Than this grocery store
Stand for hours until my feet are sore
Wake up next day stand a little more
What do you do when livings just a chore
You sleep in just to ignore
Your feelings and your thoughts from the night before
Cause man life's a bore
Think I'll hit the snooze
Snore some more
I'm late shit where's my shoes
Now I'm running out the door
Hoping I don't lose
My job at f*cking Walmart
I hate wearing this vest
Keep telling myself
I'm trying my best
But this void in chest
I confess I'm depressed
Just a kid and I'm trying my best
Not really
I sleep til past noon
To avoid this silly
Notion in my head
Young John Cusack
Think I'm better off dead
So a bowl I pack
I'm grinding trees like a lumberjack
I smoke until my lungs are black
I'm at war with myself
No plan of attack
So I just lay back
Try to relax
But I can't
Oh shit here comes a panic attack
Maybe I'm too stoned
Or maybe I'm thinking too much
Again
Cause it's easy to do
When there's no one but you
In your head
In the silence
Myself can be deafening
And I wish he'd learn to shut the f*ck up
Cause living with myself is such a pain
In my ass
All the whining and wailing
And tossing and turning
And the nights spent
With thoughts running my head
Like your fingers once ran through my hair
I wish I could just sleep one night
Get to f*cking work on time
But I'm like Johnny Mnemonic
I think until my head hurts
And it hurts